In the blink of an eye, ten years have passed, and Shi Yuanji is already twenty years old.

For some reason, Misida has gone through ten years of baptism and is aging rapidly. Ten years ago, he was an energetic man, but now he is an old man with gray hair.

He had already entrusted the affairs of Jinwuguan to Shi Yuanji, and he stayed in the study every day, sorting out books and writing words.

"Master, aren't you Xihe's doppelganger, how can you still get old?"

I don't know if it's because of the experience of going to the mountain, Shi Yuanji likes the dragon pattern technique very much, and he often studies it. However, due to Mi Sida's urging, Shi Yuanji often went to the study to study, and he also dabbled in other spells.

After reading a lot of books, Shi Yuanji understood the origin of his master. But he was not surprised, because he had already seen too many miracles by Master's side.

"I'm going to grow old and I'm going to die. Motoyoshi, one day, you will have to bear the burden of life alone. ”

Just a few days ago, he even quietly rode an old horse and went to the government to make a will without telling Shi Yuanji, and after his death, he would leave Jin Wuguan and all his property to Shi Yuanji.

Shi Yuanji is already an adult, so of course he knows that there will be such a day. But he still couldn't accept Master's decision in his heart, after all, he only had one relative.

When he rushed to the mansion and picked up the master, he couldn't stop crying like rain. No matter how enlightened Misida was, it was difficult for him to accept Master's will.

Although Mi Sida is still the master and temple blessing of the Golden Crow Temple, Shi Yuanji has long been in full management of the affairs of the Golden Crow Temple. The reception of pilgrims, the offering of Xihe, and the collection of field rent are all taken care of by him.

Misida is really old.

Early this morning, Shi Yuanji got up to work, collected spring water, cleaned the courtyard, fed the horses, and prepared breakfast.

Seeing the old horse in the stable chewing the hay with relish, he patted the horse's head: "It's so edible, why can't you get fat?"

The old horse seemed to understand his words, stopped chewing, glanced Shi Yuanji up and down, shook his head, and continued to eat.

"You're going to shake your head!" Shi Yuanji sneered.

He opened the mountain gate and prepared to welcome the pilgrims who came to worship, but saw a group of people and horses coming towards the mountain gate.

The leader is a young man, dressed in brocade and jade clothes, with a fat horse and a saddle, and he is a rich family.

When the tenants of Xiaoyu Village saw this scene, they talked about it.

"Who is this? from town?"

"It looks like a rich boy, why did you come to our Xiaoyu Village?"

"You don't know this, he's the son of the town's salt official. ”

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The group rode to the foot of the mountain, but the horses could not climb, so they had to dismount and walk. This boy looked arrogant, walked leisurely to the mountain gate, stopped abruptly, and enjoyed the scenery of the Golden Crow Temple.

"Good feng shui. He exclaimed to himself.

Shi Yuanji was sweeping the yard with a broom in his hand, greeting them according to the usual etiquette.

"You are here to worship Xi and the great gods, just go to the main hall. He said politely.

"You are Miaozhu's apprentice, I know you, you seem to be called Shi Yuanji?" said the young man at the head reserved and arrogant.

"You're welcome, I am. ”

The young man looked at Shi Yuanji curiously, like a wolf looking at a rabbit, which made Shi Yuanji very uncomfortable.

"This son, what's the matter with you?" Shi Yuanji smiled awkwardly.

"I'm not here to worship Xi and the great gods, I'm here to buy land, your Jinwuguan and its land. The corners of the young man's mouth curled slightly, revealing a confident smile.

Shi Yuanji almost laughed, he held back a smile and said, "This son, you're not joking, are you?"

Before the young man could reply, his servants called out arrogantly: "You little temple wish, why are you so rude? Do you know who my son-in-law is? ”

Seeing the servant's dog-fighting performance, Shi Yuanji smiled helplessly.

Ding Gongzi raised his hand slightly and stopped the reckless servant. He had a warm smile on his face, but the indifference in his eyes couldn't be hidden, which made Shi Yuanji feel cold.

"I'm not forced to buy and sell, I'm going to buy at a price 10% higher than the market price. Ding Gongzi still exuded a warm smile, but in Shi Yuanji's eyes, this smile made people feel cold.

"My family's temple has always lacked a qualified temple celebrity, and I hope to invite your master and apprentice to station, and the price is easy to say. ”

As soon as Ding Gongzi finished speaking, his servants shouted. What poor ghosts don't know what to do, and what shameless people don't know, all come out of their mouths.

"One sings with a red face, and a bunch of people sing with a white face, it seems that this Ding Gongzi is a scheming person. Shi Yuanji sneered.

He turned to Ding Gongzi and said solemnly: "Ding Gongzi, to tell you the truth, I don't know why you want to buy Jin Wuguan. ”

"Jinwuguan is just a mountain temple, and there is nothing unusual about it. The field in Guanli is the whole Xiaoyu Village, a total of more than 200 acres, and there is no water to irrigate the land. I have heard of the Ding family's property, is it necessary for a big family like the Ding family to buy Xiaoyu Village?"

"I'm here to do my filial piety. Ding Gongzi sighed, seemingly reluctant. "My grandfather took a fancy to the land and wanted to use it for his retirement. I also knew that it was a loss to buy this land, but I had to do it. ”

"Hehe, do you have to?" Shi Yuanji sneered, picked up the broom and continued to clean the yard. "I've heard of your Ding family, the sixth salt official, who has lived in the town for a long time and has a lot of money. ”

"Your Ding family has so much land, the land is more fertile than Xiaoyu Village, and the scenery is more beautiful than Yushan Mountain, why do you want to look at Xiaoyu Village?"

"Although Xiaoyu Village is not a poor country, it is not a good place. Your grandfather was at least in his sixtieth year, and he even came to our Xiaoyu Village, which doesn't even have an official road, to see the scenery?"

He stared at Ding Gongzi's eyes, and said without humility or arrogance: "Ding Gongzi, if you want to worship Xi and the great god, please go to the main hall." If you're here to make trouble, you'll not be accompanied. ”

Ding Gongzi's face changed when he said it, blue and red for a while, and his warm smile could no longer be maintained, revealing his sinister nature.

His servants did not dare to speak when they saw this, and waited for the situation to unfold.

"Let's go!" Ding Gongzi's eyes showed a look of resentment, and he left the Golden Crow Temple without looking back.

Mi Sida walked out of the study with great difficulty on crutches, and asked worriedly, "Yuanji, what happened just now?"

"It's nothing, it's just a few fools. Shi Yuanji smiled happily, as if it was just a farce just now.

"You don't understand that people are sinister, so it's better to be careful. Mishida gently voiced her concerns.

Shi Yuanji waved his hand disapprovingly, put down the broom, and walked to the stable: "Master, tomorrow I will go to the town to buy spices and salt, what do you have to buy?"

"Bring me a jug of wine, and that's it. Misida smiled and returned to the study.

The next day, he rode the old horse and was about to go to the town to buy spices.

The reason why Haitang Town is called Haitang Town is because of the begonia forests that spread throughout the town.

Every spring, the begonia flowers all over the mountains bloom in the wind, and the mountains are full of white, red or pink begonia flowers, which is very gratifying.

Spring is also the time when the market opens. The winter snow gradually melts, the wide Yushui becomes a paradise for merchant ships, and Haitang Town, which is located on the main transportation route, has become an important commercial town at the foot of Kunlun Mountain.

Shi Yuanji didn't bring a seed bag today. Ever since he had seen those gods and monsters at the age of ten, he had a dislike of revealing spells and magic weapons in front of mortals.

Divinity is impermanent, and you never know what they think. It is possible that your words will make them happy and bless you, or it may be that a small thing will bring them a great calamity. So, stay away from those gods, and a quiet life is better than anything else.

"Horse, go to the bazaar and buy some salt, and add some to your hay later, and you will be blessed." Shi Yuanji looked at the old horse under his crotch and patted its neck.

The old horse seemed to be a little dissatisfied, shook the sparsely haired horse's head, and Shi Yuanji scolded: "You don't know how to do it? Salt is very expensive, and it is a thing that is monopolized by the government." ”

"Well, why I'm telling you this, you don't understand. ”

Shi Yuanji sighed and turned his head to admire the begonia flowers on the side of the road. In early spring, when the weather is just getting warmer, various begonia flowers of pink, white and red bloom on the roadside. Before arriving in Haitang Town, the roadside vendors used to set up various stalls, and the people who rushed to the market were in groups, and it was not lively along the way.

After a while, Shi Yuanji came to the town, and he drove his horse to the Ding Mansion with ease. Today is the day of the opening of the market, and it is also the day when the Ding family sends salt, and it will be gone if it is late.

The salt officials of Haitang Town have always been undertaken by the Ding family, a big family in the town, and now, the Ding family has been a salt official for six generations, and they are local wealthy.

Now it is Ding Yunzhi, the eldest grandson of the Ding family, who is showing his face to do business, and today it is he who is supervising the business.